Felicity POV
Ava and i walked into the market and immediately felt the tension in the air. The villagers were talking in hushed tones, looking over their shoulders as they whispered to one another.
Ava tugged at my sleeve, making me stop in her tracks. "Do you feel that?" she asked, her eyes darting around the market.
I shook my head, unsure what Ava was getting at. "Feel what?"
"The atmosphere," Ava whispered, her eyes scanning the crowd. "It's different. Everyone seemed on edge."
"Something's not right," Ava said, grasping my arm.
I looked around, and Ava was right. The usual chattering and laughter had been replaced by hushed whispers and furtive glances. Something was definitely up.
I nodded, feeling my heart race. "I know. Everyone seemed suspicious. It's making me nervous."
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